kaidenmoon

I look forward to the day when my bed no longer smells of you and I don't miss the way you used to hold me I look forward to the day when I can forget those hateful words that you "didn't mean" but still they paralyze my heart I look forward to the day when I can watch TV without every dumb thing reminding me of how we laughed at stuff together I look forward to the day when I can walk down the street without teary eyes because someone's footprints looked just like yours I look forward to the day when I don't wonder which "you" was really you and what happened to the "you" that I loved ~but mostly~ I look forward to the day when nobod

       All of my research has lead me here, to a giant, boulder-covered cave entrance on the side of a mountain, deep in River Country.  "Charming place," I sigh as I look around and reflect on the events of the past few weeks. My persistent nosing around had eventually brought me in contact with a weasely, white-haired fellow wearing round glasses. "Mr. Yakushi", or so he called himself. He didn't look very Japanese to me, but whatever. "I'm searching for the stitchedy-man…the one with the glowing green eyes and a penchant for trading," I tell him. "And…?" Mr. Yakushi rolls h